Approaching 30 years ago now I worked in a huge office where it was not uncommon for couples to work (in separate departments). The woman started an affair with a guy with a limp who also worked there. One night at home an argument ensued with the couple, the husband picked up a knife and stabbed her resulting in her death. It could a bit surreal because after his sentence he sent a letter to the workplace which was basically sent round the departments (like postcards used to be) with him talking about his remorse for his actions.
I also had a girl who was in my class at Primary school who stayed near me...she had a brother a few years younger and as kids we would occasionally play football together. I had moved away in the last year of secondary school and started work when I read that the brother who was 16 at the time had got off a bus with his girlfriend and stepped in front of an older woman who was getting hassle off a teenager. This resulted in him sadly being stabbed once straight through the heart dying near enough instantly.
I also had a girl who was in my class at Primary school who stayed near me...she had a brother a few years younger and as kids we would occasionally play football together. I had moved away in the last year of secondary school and started work when I read that the brother who was 16 at the time had got off a bus with his girlfriend and stepped in front of an older woman who was getting hassle off a teenager. This resulted in him sadly being stabbed once straight through the heart dying near enough instantly.